This is how the story ends
You and I are riding on a elephant
Someone calls your name you jump off and I never see you again
Sitting in his study with a quickly fading whiskey glass
Our author found a way to end his story's with the truth at last

He always tried to end with a happy song and let the hero win
No one played along everyone knows that winners arnt the best of men
But on this night the dark truth beckoned him to were he never planned
The time had come to see his hero off without his lovers hand

I was going to build you a motorcycle
We cant be friends we cant be friends
I was going to take you to the ocean
We cant be friends we cant be friends

Take the man into the next room make him build you time machines and Ferris wheels
We'll go back to when we had not met and then we'll meet again and you will see
What a perfect life we'd lead

(da da da / la la la x45)

Send the man into the next room make him build you time machines and Ferris wheels
We'll go back to when we had not met and then we'll meet again and you will see
what a perfect life we'd lead